The Grave

First attempt at horror poetry

I breathe the deepest breath of air
But the air would not dare
To enter my lungs
I open my eyes the widest I can
But the light is a man
So far away

I fall for heights to great to know
Falling and falling into the below
Has it been eternity yet?
Or must I fall further still
I stand before the one who judges
How mighty the blade he clutches
How dreadful his tongue is
He burns all he touches

Darkness, soulless darkness
Hands crawl up and down my skin
A fear grips my heart within
Who is there!
The dark burns my spirit
Every life I die is but a minute
The darkness is not the worst of it
Here the pain is implicit

A woeful whisper creeps to my ear
How soft is the voice I hear
“Twist and turn, scream and squirm,
Plead and push, want and wish,
You are forever mine,
Hell will be with you forever”
The snake’s words slithers down my esophagus
To the very depths of my deceased being

A pale figure breaks the darkness
Thin and boney, tall and deathly
He reaches out to me, a finger thin as a twig
No eyes to see with, no mouth to speak with
No ears to hear with, no nose to smell with
No heart to feel with, no soul to live with
He towers over me, his shadow engulfs me
He hugs me, I cry as I share his pain
He leaves me, I cry as what’s left goes too

Bang!

Lights flash as I lie on the ground
What great pain is in my head
I look to my side and see the empty round
It is time to go to bed
The walls close in around me
I push against the wood to no avail
All I need is a moment of release
I breathe the deepest breath of air

Author's Note

Does the poem creep you out or cause any kind of fear.

Reviews

[Rhayne]

All of the above and then some, yes, it creeps me out and makes me afraid. If that's what you were after, congratulations. Of all the things HE didn't have, (eyes, ears, nose, mouth, soul etc.) he had a boney finger and arms to embrace and pain to share; that's creepy. 'He leaves me, I cry as what's left goes too'; that's scary.

And if that's not enough, in the next stanza, I find out I'm not even there yet! Ouch! Here we go again.

Great work, as long as it's only in the imaginary and not your heart. hehe